Friday, March 30, 2007
Doing cheerful
Because after a while you just have to laugh.
Yesterday I spent much of the day rearranging and cleaning my room, putting away winter clothes and such. Which of course means that, what with the weird weather of the past few days, it got cold enough inside that I had to turn the heater back on.
One of the cats thinks I should have spent a little time on THEIR area yesterday, and cleaned the catbox. They left a message to tell me so, right outside the box in a shadowy spot. Yes, I stepped in the message.
I didn't eat breakfast this morning because I had to go to a check-up for routine bloodwork. Except it turned out all they wanted to draw for was thyroid, which does NOT require fasting. Not that a little fasting will hurt me any. The medical team had to form an exploratory committee on my behalf, but finally acquired a donation of a tube of blood.
Yesterday while I was talking to my grandson Zach, who is on the track team at his school, I had a brilliant idea. If they used this Wii type technology and combined it with a treadmill or stationary bike, kids would be BEGGING to exercise!
Last night I used a bit of MikeSpeak to a friend, saying I was "jealous in the TREE!" That's something Mike came up with from the famous chant about people being in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Either he is saying that one person alone in the tree is jealous, or that the fact of being in the tree is a natural intensifier of emotion.
When he is feeling affectionate, he will tell me or the clone we are his favorite and we are in the tree with him. At one point, I reminded him that us older folk do not climb ladders with much enthusiasm anymore. So after some imaginary landscaping and construction, we now have a family Treehouse of Love. It's a big stately cottonwood, with a spiral staircase winding around the trunk to take us up to the treehouse proper. The Treehouse of Love has comfy seats enough for lots of people, and a little refrigerator for snacks and drinks, and screens over the open window area. We don't want any flies or mosquitoes in our Treehouse of Love.
I hope you all get to spend some time in your own Treehouse of Love this weekend, with whoever you'd like to imagine in there with you!
Yesterday I spent much of the day rearranging and cleaning my room, putting away winter clothes and such. Which of course means that, what with the weird weather of the past few days, it got cold enough inside that I had to turn the heater back on.
One of the cats thinks I should have spent a little time on THEIR area yesterday, and cleaned the catbox. They left a message to tell me so, right outside the box in a shadowy spot. Yes, I stepped in the message.
I didn't eat breakfast this morning because I had to go to a check-up for routine bloodwork. Except it turned out all they wanted to draw for was thyroid, which does NOT require fasting. Not that a little fasting will hurt me any. The medical team had to form an exploratory committee on my behalf, but finally acquired a donation of a tube of blood.
Yesterday while I was talking to my grandson Zach, who is on the track team at his school, I had a brilliant idea. If they used this Wii type technology and combined it with a treadmill or stationary bike, kids would be BEGGING to exercise!
Last night I used a bit of MikeSpeak to a friend, saying I was "jealous in the TREE!" That's something Mike came up with from the famous chant about people being in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Either he is saying that one person alone in the tree is jealous, or that the fact of being in the tree is a natural intensifier of emotion.
When he is feeling affectionate, he will tell me or the clone we are his favorite and we are in the tree with him. At one point, I reminded him that us older folk do not climb ladders with much enthusiasm anymore. So after some imaginary landscaping and construction, we now have a family Treehouse of Love. It's a big stately cottonwood, with a spiral staircase winding around the trunk to take us up to the treehouse proper. The Treehouse of Love has comfy seats enough for lots of people, and a little refrigerator for snacks and drinks, and screens over the open window area. We don't want any flies or mosquitoes in our Treehouse of Love.
I hope you all get to spend some time in your own Treehouse of Love this weekend, with whoever you'd like to imagine in there with you!
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